tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21279467693241390882018-03-08T07:17:17.318-08:00Bloody Kissesbella_gloomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16363854219570724745noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127946769324139088.post-30890109058828772422012-01-29T15:22:00.000-08:002012-01-29T15:25:52.585-08:00Bloody Kisses save has been Recovered!Very good news! Thanks to <i style="color: black;"><a href="http://www.thesims3.com/mypage/doon27">doon27</a></i> and the fix he linked me I have managed to recover the broken Bloody Kisses save! I almost fell out of my chair when I loaded in and saw Luci standing there with Spooke and Iren. It was like I never left! Eeeeee!!!<br /><br />So now you know the story is only delayed by my procrastinating-ness and by nothing else. Yipeee - major victory for me today. I have had such shit luck with all things sim related lately, I really needed this.<br /><br />Thank you Doon, I really appreciate it! *goes off to celebrate*<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/random%20crap/rosethanks.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="165" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/random%20crap/rosethanks.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>bella_gloomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16363854219570724745noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127946769324139088.post-59806997233033177832011-12-01T16:00:00.000-08:002011-12-01T16:03:53.509-08:00Status of Bloody KissesThis has been on hold FOREVER just due to me slacking, and now (well, as of right before Pets release) the save is broken along with all of my other pre-Pets saves because of me downloading that buggy patch. The good news is that I was like 2 screenshots away from being done with the last part of the prologue, so I can probably just rebuild the room to get the last screenshots I need to finish part 3.<br /><br />I didn't save ANY of the characters in their current states but have stared at them so much I could probably redo them/remake them without too much hassle.. luckily they were going to move from that town with the start of the actual story so I don't have to stress about remaking the house.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My saves look like this:<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/random%20crap/Fullscreencapture01122011235703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="241" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/random%20crap/Fullscreencapture01122011235703.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />So should anyone know what that means and/or knows how to fix it - I'd really appreciate the help. I've lost a few other *important to me* saves along with my BK save and would really like to have them all working again.<br /><br />Anyways, thats the status of this. All my saves are lost. This one can be rebuilt but will take a good amount of work so who knows when that will happen. I am <i><b>not</b></i> discontinuing this, however I don't see it being fixed/continued anytime in the near future (not that it matters much at this point since its been on hiatus for like a year lol).<br /><br />Sorry for the massive delay, I wish I had been better prepared before patching my game - I should know better.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/smilies/frustrated.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/smilies/frustrated.gif" /></a></div>bella_gloomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16363854219570724745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127946769324139088.post-77532501891415225452011-04-24T06:40:00.000-07:002011-04-24T06:46:38.366-07:00Just fyi ♥Bloody Kisses is still alive and kicking :)<br /><br /><br />I have no plans whatsoever to discontinue it or anything of the sort. My notorious slowness is just a bit slower these days due to the several other simmie related projects I have my grubby little hands in atm lol. I am always thinking about it though, kinda plotting it out in my head all the time as I do other things. I have stopped giving ETA's altogether as I am just too wishy washy schedule-wise, but there should be an update soonish.<br /><br /><br />Just thought I'd mention it, in case anyone was wondering =)<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="60" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-2.png" width="320" /></a></div>bella_gloomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16363854219570724745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127946769324139088.post-50658412177143463552011-03-04T14:08:00.000-08:002011-03-04T15:28:13.816-08:00Prologue - Part 2The next couple of hours went by in a blur. We couldn't get Lucinda to wake up after she collapsed in the kitchen, and within the few short minutes it took the ambulance to arrive we were very worried.<br /><br />In the emergency room they performed several tests on her, and after the results of her head CT came back they told us that she had had something called a '<i>hemorrhagic stroke</i>'. I didn't even know what that meant until tonight. The emergency room physician, Dr. Hart, explained that they had found a very large tumor in Luci's brain, and it had caused severe bleeding which in turn induced the stroke. They had to cut a small piece of her skull out so they could drain some of the blood and relieve the pressure on her brain.<br /><br />A tumor. Lucinda has a tumor? I must have said 'What?' a dozen times. How do you digest something like that? I don't understand how something like this just happens, seemingly out of nowhere. She was just sitting not 2 feet in front of me laughing and asking if anyone wanted ice cream. And now - yes, she was still 2 feet in front of me, but had a freaking hole drilled in her skull. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-612.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-612.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-615.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-615.png" /></a></div><br />"What the hell happened?!" said Iren, speeding at us from around the corner with a furious look on her face. "And why didn't anyone page me?"<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-622.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-622.png" /></a></div><br />"Oh, Iren" I said, grabbing her and burying my face into her shoulder. "I don't even-"<br /><br />"Its ok, Bella. It will be ok." she murmured into my hair, squeezing me tight. "Don't cry, she'll be alright. Shhh, shhh."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-625.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-625.png" /></a></div><br />"<i>YOU!</i>" she growled under her breath, releasing me and shoving her finger in Ambrose's face. "I told <i>YOU </i>specifically to take care of her! What happened and why didn't you have anyone call me? You know I don't work down here! I only knew she was here because I saw the chart for her bloodwork! What is wrong with you? Now tell me what happened!"<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-626.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-626.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-627.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-627.png" /></a></div><br />Ambrose filled Iren in with what happened and everything we knew. All we could do was wait for an oncologist to come and speak with us about what would happen from there. I felt bad for him. For all the guys, really. I sensed they all felt it was somehow their fault.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-633.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-633.png" /></a></div><br />Iren went to Lucinda's bedside and held her hand lightly. We all just stood there watching Luci sleep until Iren broke the silence.<br /><br />"Where is Donovan and everyone else?" she asked. <br /><br />"They would only let three of us stay in here with Lucinda. Dono kept freaking out so he went to the waiting room with Kellie and Amara, and I came here." I replied.<br /><br />"I'm going to see about getting her moved to a private room. You know how she hates being around strangers and I think it will just stress her out to be in the open like this once she wakes up." said Iren, glancing at her pager. "My boss should be here in about an hour, I'll look into it then. Why don't you go check and see how everyone is and let them know there isn't any new information yet. I'll stay here so I can talk to the doctor if they come while you are gone."<br /><br />I nodded and just as I was turning to walk away I saw a doctor coming in our direction. She was an older women with a kind face. Her light brown frizzy hair had strands of grey specked here and there. She wore glasses and had this soft floral dress on under her crisp white doctor's coat. I liked her immediately.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-638.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-638.png" /></a></div><br />"Hello, I'm Dr. Rosenbaum - the ocologist." she said, extending her hand to Ambrose since he was the closest to her. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-639.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-639.png" /></a></div><br />"Hello, I'm Ambrose" he said, and introduced Spooke and I as he shook her hand.<br /><br />"Is one of you Ms. Amaranthe's partner, or?" she asked, looking from Ambrose to Spooke and back again.<br /><br />"Its a bit complicated, really." said Iren, stepping forward after an awkward moment passed. "But they are both roommates and Isabella is a close friend. Lucinda has no relatives to speak of."<br /><br />"Nurse Withers, nice to see you down here. Friend of the patient?"<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-640.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-640.png" /></a></div><br />"Yes, doctor. Very close friend as well."<br /><br />"I see. Always nice to see patients in this situation with a good support system. I believe its most beneficial to the road of recovery." said Dr. Rosenbaum, looking at Luci. "Should there be one, of course." she added in softly.<br /><br />"Well, then." she continued, clearing her throat. "I've re-examined her CT results and as I'm sure Dr. Hart informed you, the tumor is at quite an advanced stage. Before I make any decisions on how I'd like to proceed with treatment, I'd like to perform an MRI so I can more precisely gauge what we are dealing with. I've already booked her in for this evening, until then its best she continue to rest."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-644.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-644.png" /></a></div><br />&nbsp;"Ok Doctor, thank you." I said, nodding.<br /><br />"I just have a question if you don't mind." said Spooke. That was the first he had really spoken since he drove us speeding from the house to follow the ambulance.<br /><br />Dr. Rosenbaum nodded and Spooke continued.<br /><br />"How does something like this just happen? She was just fine as far as we knew. The only thing I can even remember is her having some migraines the last couple of weeks, but she is a little sensitive to the weather and we just thought they were from the heat."<br /><br />"That's a very good question. Tumors often go undetected because they present little to no symptoms in the early stages. There would be no reason for someone so young and healthy as Ms. Amaranthe to get a CT - so unless something out of the ordinary happens they are nearly impossible to catch until a later stage - when it starts taking a toll on the patients body. In her case the only indication anything was wrong was a few headaches, and since those are quite common its easy to think nothing of them. What is unusual is that the tumor is at such an advanced stage that it caused bleeding in her brain. The hemorragic stroke she suffered is an extremely rare event in itself, so its hard to understand why she presented such little symptoms to begin with."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-643.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-643.png" /></a></div><br />"So there was really no way we could have known?"<br /><br />"No, I'm very sorry to say, but there wasn't."<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />Waking up in a hospital with no recollection of how you got there or where your clothes are is <i>never</i> a good thing. As much as I'd love to say I am a fan of painfully bright lights and flimsy little hospital gowns (that let your bottom hang might I add), it'd be a terrible lie. <br /><br />Isabella was kind enough to fill me in on how I came to be here, and why it is that I have a big bandage on the back of my head. Apparently I had a piece of my skull taken out so blood could be drained from my head. Gives a new meaning to the term '<i>splitting headache</i>', doesn't it?<br /><br />In all seriousness I think I am more horrified at the fact that I dropped like a sack of potatoes in front of all my friends, then had to be dragged to the hospital where I had been passed out and doing god knows what else in a room full of strangers. I don't even want to think about how many people saw me in my unmentionables. <br /><br />Truthfully, I had a feeling there was something wrong. So I was only half-surprised when she told me about this giganto tumor I have. Those headaches I was getting.. I knew that pressure in my head was not normal. I meant to go to the doctor and get it checked out, I truly did. But I guess this is where being the queen of procrastination catches up to me.<br /><br />As much as I hated being in the hospital at least I had my own room now, courtesy of Iren. Leave it to her to know that would be the first thing I would ask for. It even has a tv and its own little bathroom. I could hear Donovan in the room with me, mumbling to himself and sighing, and Iren trying to cheer him up. Poor guy. We were waiting for the results of my MRI to come. I think it was putting everyone even more on edge. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-648.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-648.png" /></a></div><br />I never really thought futher than '<i>there might be something wrong</i>'. I certainly didn't consider what the consequences would be or what toll it would take on those around me. I could feel that everyone was stressed out and exhausted, much more than I was at that point. I think this was one of those times where you see who your real friends are - something dramatic or ugly happens and people tend to show their true colors. It was comforting to hear that most of my friends had been there at one point or another, and that many of them were still there. I hadn't really worked it out yet but I think they were taking shifts so someone could be with me at all times, while the others camped out in the waiting room.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-664.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-664.png" /></a></div><br />I was just getting out of bed when Dr. Rosenbaum walked in.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-651.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-651.png" /></a></div><br />"Ms. Amaranthe, I can't believe you are out of bed. How are you feeling dear?"<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-658.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-658.png" /></a></div><br />"I'm ok. The morphine is keeping me really drowsy so I've been sleeping like a rock." I said with a shy smile.<br /><br />"But the pain is ok?" she asked.<br /><br />"Well, my head is still throbbing a little bit, but its bareable."<br /><br />"Thats good. And these guys are keeping you company?"<br /><br />"Yes," I laughed a little. "there is always someone in here with me, and Donovan won't even go home to change." I said, giving him a look. He just rolled his eyes at me. His sense of humor had completely vanished and it was odd to see him that way. "So whats the news, doc?"<br /><br />She cleared her throat. "Would you like to sit down?" Her face had this look on it that could only be described as '<i>not good</i>'. <br /><br />"No, I'm fine. I need to stretch my legs. Please, just tell me." I said, and braced myself. Iren moved closer to my side and grabbed my hand, squeezing it.<br /><br />"Alright." she said and paused a moment as if mentally composing what to say. "I am very sorry to tell you this Ms. Amaranthe, the tumor is not only cancereous but has metastasized and spread itself over a large part of your brain. It is covering too much area for us to attempt any surgical removal so next course of action would normally be chemotherapy or radiation therapy - but I'm afraid its too far gone for even that. Even with the most aggressive regimen there is just not enough time."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-653.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-653.png" /></a></div><br />I waited for her to continue talking. To tell me about some last ditch effort they make when the routine options were no longer..well, options. But she just stood there looking at me. "What are you telling me? Are you saying I'm going to die?"<br /><br />"Yes, dear. I'm really, very sorry."<br /><br />"But I feel ok! I can stand up and everything!"<br /><br />"I know, and its amazing that you are strong enough to do that. But the tumor is progressing at an abnormally fast pace and you will deteriorate very quickly. This is why the bleeding in your brain occurred so suddenly with little symptoms beforehand. The only thing we can really do at this point is keep you as comfortable as possible."<br /><br />I looked from Donovan to Iren. Both of them were just speechless. I probably would have been to had Dr. Rosenbaum not been talking to me.<br /><br />"Well, how long do I have?"<br /><br />"Its impossible to predict this accurately but I would estimate anywhere from a few days to even a few weeks."<br /><br />"A few days!?"<br /><br />"Yes, Ms. Amaranthe. I'm very, very sorry.."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-660.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-660.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-661.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-661.png" /></a></div><br />I would be dead before the month was up. Thats just great.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />I was in the hospital for three days before I woke up one morning and it dawned on me that I didn't have to die there. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-669.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-669.png" /></a></div><br />Dr. Rosenbaum was right, I <i>was</i> deteriorating quickly. But I couldn't help but feel that the drab walls and sterile smell of the hospital were helping me right along. I was going to die and there was nothing anyone could do about it - fine. But I was going to do it in the comfort of my own beloved (and more tastefully decorated) home. <br /><br />So after much resistance from Dr. Rosenbaum I was able (well, ok - Iren was able) to arrange to have a portable life monitor and my IV's setup in my house. Iren agreed to stay with me around the clock so I wouldn't have to hire another nurse, and after I signed some form saying I was leaving against medical advice (apparently the hospital didn't want me to come back from the dead and sue them for letting me die in my own house), I was out of there.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-673.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-673.png" /></a></div><br />Good riddance.<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />My house wasn't exactly wheelchair friendly and it just sucked that I was too weak to walk on my own, much less climb the stairs. But I can't really complain because that meant I had to be carried around everywhere by one of the guys. I guess dying has its perks.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-674.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-674.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-675.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-675.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-679.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-679.png" /></a></div><br />Once I got settled in things went into a routine that was not dissimiliar to the one that I had in the hospital. Well, minus the <i>getting out of bed</i> part. I slept, and watched tv, and slept, and layed there while people hung out with me, and slept.. It was an exciting life.<br /><br />It was about a week before I <i>really</i> felt like I was dying. I was barely awake at all and though I could kind of feel and hear people in the room with me, they were more like hazy images than faces. It was all a sort of surreal dreamland, where I was just floating along, drifting in and out of conciousness. It was not painful, as I imagined dying would be. Besides having a little trouble breathing I just felt very, very tired. I am sure I owed most of that to my morphine drip.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-683.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-683.png" /></a></div><br />People would come to my bedside and hold my hand, whispering their loves and goodbyes. The tension was so thick in the house that (had I been able to walk down to the kitchen) I could cut it with a knife. Several times I heard what sounded like hushed arguing, and I know I heard Spooke and Ambrose fighting outside of my bedroom door at least once. Not that that was an irregular occurance, but still..<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-681.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-681.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-702.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-702.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-689.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-689.png" /></a></div><br />It seemed everyone was just holding their breath, waiting for the time I fell asleep only to not wake up again - and it was driving them crazy.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-697.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-697.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />"Nope, nope. I don't want to do this. This isn't right." said Iren, shaking her head and pacing back and forth in front of the bed as she twisted her wrists nervously. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-726.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-726.png" /></a></div><br />"What do you mean, you don't <i>want</i> to do this? None of us <i>wants</i> to do this, Iren. But what else can we do??" said Isabella, looking up at her sadly.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-708.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-708.png" /></a></div><br />"There has to be something. We can't just let her go.."<br /><br />Iren paused and they looked at each other for a long time. Like they were thinking the same thing and just waiting for the other to say it.<br /><br />Isabella spoke first. "Ariel?"<br /><br />Iren nodded. "Yes. You saw what she did to Ambrose and Aleron. Maybe she can do something for Luci? Work her magic or witchcraft or whatever the hell it is that she did before. If not save her.."<br /><br />"..then bring her back?" Isabella finished Iren's sentence. "Go get her! I don't know where she lives. Hurry up Iren, I don't think there is much time left and if she wants to go on some crazy mission like she sent Luci.."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-710.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-710.png" /></a></div><br />"No need, I'm here."<br /><br />Isabella shielded her eyes from the brightness that was suddenly in front of her and they both turned and stared in awe. It was like something out of a movie - a gush of wind and then irridescent beams of light lit the room up like a pocket full of sun. There was subtle crackling sounds as the little shocks of mini blue lightening died away, and literally out of nowhere, Ariel was just standing there.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-713.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-713.png" /></a></div><br />Isabella made an annoyed sound. "Ugh Ariel, you scared me!"<br /><br />"You can stop looking at the ceiling Iren, thats not where I came from." Ariel laughed. "I'm sorry girls, didn't mean to scare you."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-717.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-717.png" /></a></div><br />"Well, that was interesting. How..?" asked Iren.<br /><br />"Just a little teleportation spell I learned several years back. Comes in handy sometimes."<br /><br />"No, I mean, we were just talking about you.. I was just about to drive out to your place."<br /><br />"Iren, I've felt you thinking about me the last few days. You too, Isabella. So when you made the decision to come to me, I felt it. I came to you instead because its faster, no?" she said, as she brushed passed Iren and Isabella to the bedside. She placed her hand gently on the side of Luci's face and stared at her for several moments.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-724.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-724.png" /></a></div><br />"So you know what we were going to ask then?" said Iren.<br /><br />"Yes, I know." replied Ariel, as she sat down in the chair next to Lucinda's bed. "But I can't do that."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-732.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-732.png" /></a></div><br />"I don't understand. Why not? You did it for Ambrose and Aleron.. and we can get some of those seed things if-"<br /><br />Ariel interrupted Isabella. "Its not because of that. I don't expect you girls to understand these things because well, how could you? But I can't just snap my fingers and its done. There are many other things that factor into play and I would gladly do it for Lucinda if it were within my power.., but its not. You see, the only reason I was able to resurrect those boys was because they died of somewhat unnatural causes. It was not their time to leave this world and a meteor falling from the sky and crushing them to death was a wholly odd occurance. Lucinda is dying from a natural defect in her body a disease if you will, and I am blocked from both preventing her death and reversing it."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-730.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-730.png" /></a></div><br />"Are you saying there is really no options left for us?"<br /><br />"No, I'm not saying that. I'm saying that <i>I</i> can't save her. I do however, know someone that might be able to - and I've already sent for her. I suggest that you guys.. prepare yourselves for what you are about to learn. She will be here before the sun rises."<br /><br />"Prepare ourselves? For what? I'm confused - could you be a little less vague maybe? And who is '<i>she</i>'?"<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-731.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-731.png" /></a></div><br />"Its not my place to tell you more than that '<i>she</i>' is Lucinda's cousin. You're just going to have to wait to hear the rest. But I will be here, and there is nothing that anyone in this house needs to be frightened of."<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />"Lucinda has a cousin? But I thought she didn't have any family?" Donovan asked again, a perplexed look on his face.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-817.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-817.png" /></a></div><br />"She doesn't. She didn't.. I don't know!" I stammered. "And Ariel won't tell us anything either so we just have to wait."<br /><br />"Well, who is she? I mean, what can she do? Is she like .." he asked, jerking his head towards Ariel, who was coming down the stairs.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-822.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-822.png" /></a></div><br />"I don't know that either. Really, I don't know any more than you do, so stop bugging me." I said, starting to get angry. I felt flustered and confused and maybe even a little left in the dark. Lucinda and I had talked about this several times and she was adamant she didn't have any family.<br /><br />"Sorry, I just don't understand. I don't know whether to panic, or be relieved or what."<br /><br />"I think thats how we all feel, Dono. But irritating Iren isn't going to help the situation any, so just chill out." said Isabella, patting Donovan's shoulder as some awkward gesture of comfort.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-824.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-824.png" /></a></div><br />We waited for what seemed like ages. No one said much, the only sounds being the occassional rustling of Spooke's newspaper, or the floorboards creaking in Lucinda's room as people took their turns sitting with her. The sun was just peeking over the hills when headlights flashed into the living room window and we heard the sound of tires rolling over the dewy morning grass.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-827-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-827-1.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-838-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-838-1.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-840-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-840-1.png" /></a></div><br />I all but lept out of my seat to rush to the window and see who it was, but there was no one there. Just a sleek black (and very expensive looking) sports car. Before I even had a chance to be confused, the doorbell rang. Ambrose and Donovan started getting up from where they were sitting to answer it, but I made a <i>stay there</i> motion with my hand and they sat back down. I looked at Ariel, and after she gave me a reassuring nod I walked to the door. Through the glass panels I could see the person that was standing on the other side. I stood there staring at her for what had to be at least a minute, and it was only after someone behind me cleared their throat that I snapped out of it and pulled the door open.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-854.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-854.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-862.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-862.png" /></a></div><br />"Well, aren't you going to invite me in?" she said with a smirk.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="60" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-2.png" width="320" /></a></div>bella_gloomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16363854219570724745noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127946769324139088.post-82283166006630595522011-03-04T11:20:00.000-08:002011-03-04T11:21:28.520-08:00Just fyi..I've decided to post the Prologue in 3 parts. I know - it was supposed to be one, then I said 2, and now I'm saying 3. Its just that its so long! <span style="font-size: xx-small;">*that's what she said*</span><br /><br />lol - Anyhow, Part 2 should be up in a bit. Yay!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="60" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-2.png" width="320" /></a></div>bella_gloomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16363854219570724745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127946769324139088.post-86499450420025540822011-02-01T16:12:00.000-08:002011-02-01T16:37:46.426-08:00Prologue - Part 1"K, I'm gonna go. I'm totally beat." <br /><br />"Oki, wanna barbeque later? Should be nice out."<br /><br />"Sounds good, my place?"<br /><br />"Yeah, we'll pick up the food and be over around 7-ish."<br /><br />"Alright, see you guys then."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-484.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-484.png" /></a></div><br />"Bye hon."<br /><br />"Bye."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-485.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-485.png" /></a></div><br />I hugged my best friend Iren goodbye and walked out of her front door. As soon as I heard the door click shut behind me I leaned against the porch railing to rest a second. I had been getting this piercing migraine above my right temple off and on for weeks, and I couldn't seem to shake it. The only thing I wanted to do right now was take a shower and have a nap.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-486.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-486.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-492.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-492.png" /></a></div><br />I sighed and walked down the steps and across her lawn to mine. The heat we were having the last few weeks was just sucking the energy out of me. Daytime had never been my favorite part of the day, but more so during summer when the bright sun sent out such a 'get up and go' vibe. I, being as lazy and unambitious as I admittedly am, despise that stupid vibe. I drag my feet at the thought of chores or paying bills, or dealing with.. anything adults are forced to deal with really. So for me, the night time was always more lovely.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-507.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-507.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-512.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-512.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-514.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-514.png" /></a></div><br />Looking down as I made my way towards the house I noticed the grass looked shorter. Someone had cut it I guess, and when I breathed in deep I could smell it. Fresh cut grass is such a nice smell, don't you think? Right up there with new car and newborn baby. Before I got to the porch steps I could see some rougue grass tops on the pathway. They looked like little green soldiers laid slain in the battlefield.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-520.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-520.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-515.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-515.png" /></a></div><br />I unlocked the front door and went inside. The house was cool and quiet. As I was shutting the door I turned around and called out, "Anyone home?". I listened for a moment, still quiet. I guess not.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-521.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-521.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-522.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-522.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><br />Upstairs I was just about to get some clothes ready for after my shower when I heard the back door bang shut, followed by someone jogging up the stairs.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-525.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-525.png" /></a></div><br />"Babe, you up here?" <br /><br />"In here!" I called out.<br /><br />My bedroom door opened and Donovan walked in, with that mischievous and kinda goofy grin of his on his face.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-526.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-526.png" /></a></div><br />"There you are." He said as he walked towards me, still smiling. He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me to him. He smelled like a combination of gasoline, dirt, and the faintest hint of soap. Typical Donovan smell.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-528.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-528.png" /></a></div><br />"Were you outside?" I asked, wrapping the soft tips of his hair between my fingers. "I didn't think anyone was here."<br /><br />"Oh, I was in the back tinkering with the lawn mower. I used it this morning and man, that thing is pathetic. So I went to the hardware store and bought some parts to supe it up a bit. How was shopping?"<br /><br />"It was ok I guess. I didn't find anything I wanted, despite Iren and Isabella taking home half the mall. You know how those girls are..&nbsp; like a force of nature when it comes to clothes." I said, shaking my head and letting a little smile form at the thought of those two. "Then my stupid migraine came back, so I think I'm just a little worn out. I was going to hop in the shower."<br /><br />"Yeah, you do look a little beat."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-530.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-530.png" /></a></div><br />"Hey!"<br /><br />"Ha!" he said, putting his arms up and feigning a defensive stance. "You know I don't mean it like that! Come on, grab your towel. I'll run you a bubble bath instead."<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />"So where are the guys?" I asked, rubbing my neck trying to get the kinks out.<br /><br />"Ambrose said something about buying a new guitar in Riverview. But he left right after you guys did so he should be back soon. And Spooke went into the lab to check on that experiment he's working on, but said he would be back before dinner. Lavender or Rose Petal?" Donovan asked, nodding at the little corner of the tub where I keep my bubbles and salts while he let the water run over his hand so he could check the temperature.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-538.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-538.png" /></a></div><br />"Mmmm, Lavender please." Maybe it would help relax me. "Oh, I almost forgot - the girls are coming over to barbeque later. They'll pick up the food but can you call one of the guys and tell them to pick up drinks on their way home? I think we're low."<br /><br />"I'll go." he said, standing up from his crouch near the tub and drying his hands on the front of his Inventor's apron. "I wanted to run back to the hardware store and pick something up anyways. Maybe I can work on the mower a little more before they get here." <br /><br />"Ok." I smiled at Donovan. "I'm going to take a nap after this, can you wake me up if I'm still sleeping when they get here?"<br /><br />"Sure thing, babe." He winked at me and closed the door behind him.<br /><br />I dropped my towel and stuck my big toe into the bubbles to test the temperature. It was just right. I like my baths and showers on the verge of scalding, it really releases tension. I slid in and got my ritual scrubbing over with, then leaned my head against the cool stone wall and closed my eyes. My migraine was already fading away. I think the combination of Donovan and a hot lavender bubble bath was doing trick.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-532.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-532.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-537.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-537.png" /></a></div><br />I spent at least, I dunno, 30 mins laying in the tub. Finally when the water started to get cold and I was all wrinkly as a dried plum I talked myself into getting out. Baths always put me into a sort of lull so when I finally made it to my room, instead of getting dressed I stuck to my original plan and plopped down on my bed for a nap. I was out before my head hit the pillow.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-539.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-539.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />"Luciiii."<br /><br />"Luci-Goosey wake uuuup."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-542.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-542.png" /></a></div><br />I <i>was</i> out like a light until that little sing-song voice interrupted my dreams.<br /><br />"Luci, wake up!"<br /><br />"Hey, pssst!"<br /><br />"Lucinda, don't try to fake it. I <i>know</i> you can hear me." said Isabella, in this <i>ok-I'm-getting-bored-now</i> tone that she often uses.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-541.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-541.png" /></a></div><br />"Huh?"<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-546.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-546.png" /></a></div><br />"Get up already, sleepyhead. Everyone is downstairs."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-543.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-543.png" /></a></div><br />"Alright, alright. I'm up."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-547.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-547.png" /></a></div><br />"What are you doing sleeping right now? Are you sick?"<br /><br />"Nah, I'm ok actually. I had one of my headaches earlier, but its gone now."<br /><br />She hung out and channel surfed while I got dressed. We chatted a little, but since I had just been with her earlier in the day it wasn't anything exciting or important other than that Iren couldn't make it. She had been called into the hospital to cover some sick nurse's shift, which was a little disappointing since I loved to have everyone there with me.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-550.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-550.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />"Oh my god, seriously. You've got to be kidding!" <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-563.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-563.png" /></a></div><br />"Those are totally fake!" Kellie said, shaking her hand at the tv as if it would somehow make Spooke see the light.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-562.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-562.png" /></a></div><br />"You think? Nah.. they look real to me. Did you see how they -"<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-571.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-571.png" /></a></div><br />"Um, yeah!" Isabella interrupted him. "Ya know, for such a <i>genius</i> you sure don't know squat about what fakies look like." she giggled and exchanged looks with me and Kellie.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-558.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-558.png" /></a></div><br />I just shrugged my shoulders and we all started laughing. Spooke <i>is</i> a genius, but more in the Dr. Frankenstein type of way versus just common sense know-all. I remember when I first met him he could spend hours in that shady lab of his, concocting some formula or device with ease, but when it came to matters of the heart and body he had very little idea about anything. (Not that I was all super experienced or anything.)<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-572.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-572.png" /></a></div><br />This came to a huge surprise to me of course, because you assume the opposite looking at him. He has a thuggish presence with his bald head and shocking green eyes. The fact that he is covered in tattoos and piercings doesn't exactly paint a halo over his head, either. His personality matches and is very in your face and aggressive, and that isn't just some act. I've seen him put his money where his mouth is many, many times and as appalling as this sounds that is what I adore about him. Because despite how cruel he is to whoever ticks him off (and they usually have it coming, anyway) he is always as gentle as a lamb with me. He's very chivalrous which is such an important quality to me, and I always feel safe when I am with him. So getting back on topic - yeah, he looked like he had be there, done that and came back to do it all again. Maybe all the time spent evil scheming had left him very little in the ways of a social life, and therefore (by default) a love life? I wasn't really sure and had never asked, since that wasn't the case anymore. <br /><br />Donovan is similiar, in a way. He is also very, very smart. But where Spooke is evil, Donovan is eccentric - so all of his inventive dabblings are that of a more Macgyver nature. He's always tinkering with things and building odd little contraptions, and if something around the house needs fixing, Donovan is the one to fix it.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-560.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-560.png" /></a></div><br />Unlike Spooke, he doesn't have a mean bone is his body so has no ambition of taking over the world or anything sordid like that. He has a very goofy (almost crazy) personality, and I think prefers spending time in small groups, which gets a bit wierd sometimes because we have such a huge group of close friends. But, he's very caring and fun, and I thoroughly enjoy just hanging out with him. I think he is more sensitive to what people need, because he is always attentive and loving when I need it. He's downright wierd sometimes and combined with how brilliant his mind is, he is just a trip to be around. He is very handsome, but in a boyish, innocent way. Like Spooke, he had almost no romantic experience before me. I think he spent most of his time puttering around with his inventions and knicknacks, or locking himself in a room with all his books. Either way, he didn't get out much.<br /><br />Ambrose is on the other side of the spectrum of those two. Plain and simple, Ambrose is gorgeous, he knows it, and he acts accordingly. He isn't smug, but he is <i>definitely</i> confident. I can't think of a way to describe his looks other than to call them devilish, and he has these ice blue eyes that give me the chills everytime I look into them. Topping off his overtly good looks is the fact that he's talented. He may not have smarts like Donovan and Spooke, but I doubt anyone is thinking about his brains when they hear him strum a guitar, and I think its only a matter of time before he gets famous. He's very smooth and charismatic and people are drawn to him like flies to honey, <i>especially</i> the women. We have a 'don't ask, don't tell' policy regarding his past, because frankly, I don't even want to know. He is most certainly experienced in that department, I am sure of that much.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-592.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-592.png" /></a></div><br />Now, I know I am making him sound like some big player, and I do think this is the impression people get from him, but trust me when I say he isn't. He's a big romantic softy when it comes down to it and I think he was just having fun until he found what he was looking for. I don't presume to think I am his key to eternal happiness or anything like that, but since he has been with me I haven't seen anything but devotion. And surprisingly out of all three of the guys, he is the one that bugs me about getting married. The only downside to Ambrose is that he is a little on the serious side, so not as easy to have fun with. And like Spooke, there has always been something a bit devious about him. But I haven't been able to put my finger on it yet.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-3.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />"Anyone want ice cream? Dono picked some up earlier." I asked once we all got our giggles out.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-575.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-575.png" /></a></div><br />"I do!"<br /><br />"Me!"<br /><br />"Me please!"<br /><br />"Kay."<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-578.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-578.png" /></a></div><br />"So anyways, I was thinking we could all go see that new From Dawn 'til Dusk movie tomorrow night? Alex got comped a bunch of tickets from the theatre that we can use." said Isabella.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-579.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-579.png" /></a></div><br />"Oh yeah, I want to see that! I read the reviews yesterday and supposedly its really good. I love any movie Simtin Taratino has his hand in, they are always so twisted." said Donovan, nodding.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-580.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-580.png" /></a></div><br />"Oh my gosh, I sooo want to see that movie. I just love Alma Kayek, shes soooo gorgeous." gushed Amara as she sat down.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-596.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-596.png" /></a></div><br />"I know, right? And can you imagine being <i>that</i> famous? I want to be an actress just like her someday. I can see it now - my name up in the billboards, paparrazzi falling over each other to photograph me, people lining up to get my autograph.." Kellie said, waving her arms at her imaginary billboard.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-593.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-593.png" /></a></div><br />"Ah, that must be the life!" she sighed, her and Amara with a daydreamy looks in their eyes.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-594.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-594.png" /></a></div><br />"Sounds kinda annoying, to be honest." said Isabella.<br /><br />"Oh, Bella. That's just because you're not exactly a people person." said Kellie, an affectionate grin on her face.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-600.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-600.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-601.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-601.png" /></a></div><br />Isabella scoffed. "Well duh. And thats because most people are annoy-"<br /><br /><b>*<i>thump</i>*</b><br /><br />"Luci??"<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-604.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-604.png" /></a></div><br />"What was that?"<br /><br />"Oh my god, what happened?!"<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-605.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-605.png" /></a></div><br />"Luci??"<br /><br />"Did she fall?!"<br /><br />"What happened?!"<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-608.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-608.png" /></a></div><br />"I don't know! I didn't see! Hurry up, call an ambulance!"<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-610.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Screenshot-610.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="60" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-2.png" width="320" /></a></div>bella_gloomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16363854219570724745noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127946769324139088.post-56943073937854108382011-02-01T15:37:00.000-08:002011-03-04T11:22:28.504-08:00Welcome!Welcome to Bloody Kisses!<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="60" src="http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy50/bella_gloom/Bloody%20Kisses/Extras/roses-2.png" width="320" /></a></div>bella_gloomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16363854219570724745noreply@blogger.com0